There is a solution to those problems, those choices -- sometimes you might not even want it, but you might need it. Sometimes you need decisions made... for you. Would you dare? Would you even be given the choice?Chapter OneI'd gone to bed so frustrated that I was sure sleep was a lost cause, but the glow of the TV in my empty apartment had grown to bother me. It was hard enough to find a great date or lover - as the late night dating service infomercials had been reminding me - but add into that. "Okay, try going in and out a little, but go slow," she instructed.Following orders, Peter began to slowly ease himself back and forth in her ass.It was only a few seconds later when Becky whispered, "Faster!"Peter obeyed. Every few seconds she repeated the same request until he was fucking my daughter's ass furiously."Yes!" she yelled out, "You feel so good in my ass!" She no longer seemed to care who might hear her.This little bit of dirty talk was too much for the young man. He jerked. He and his siblings were bodyguards for the king, as well as pawns to be used in the Great War against the Angels. Most of the Order did not mind being used in such a manner. Some of them even considered their position a privilege, one that, while at times could be very demanding, was all worth the rewards in the end. However, Wrath was one of the ones that shared this philosophy. He hated being used as a chess piece, hated that he could not make his own decisions. His every move plotted out. The girls were sexy and nasty. They had been street whores and perfect for his sex club. Alan came and got Sally. She was a Spanish girl with huge GG tits and a nice round ass. He put bright red lipstick on her lips and then he rubbed glitter onto her tits. He pushed her to her knees and watched as she knew to suck his cock and leave the bright red lip prints on him. He would not fuck her till she had earned her money from the men that would be there tonight. He had a three man limit for each.